It's Only You And Me 3 Doors Down Novels & Stories

Not something a credit card was going to solve. I pulled the pin from my hair. Tried it. Tried it three different ways. Nothing. I sat back on my heels and looked at the door and the door looked back at me and gave absolutely nothing. I stood up. Started back down the corridor. Then stopped. Something on the floor. At the base of the door. A thin white rectangle that hadn't been there when I arrived. I crouched down. A photograph. Halfway under the door. Like it had slid through from the other side.

With that done I stormed into my bedroom and grabbed out my sleepwear, I took a quick shower muttering the entire time about stupid men who thought they owned the world. Still steaming after the shower both physically and emotionally, I stormed into the living room and found the perfect man-bashing music to put me in the mood as I proceeded to pick out a few movies to go along with the theme of the night. I jumped when there was a loud pounding on my door interrupting the pounding music. "Door's unlocked, Lizzie," I shouted over the music that I quickly turned down. I swung away from the stereo with a smile on my face only to feel it die when I saw who was there.

The person on the other side of the door came in before actually waiting for an answer. "It's your dad- er I mean it's Chris. I don't know why I said that because you can clearly see that it's me. Unless you've forgotten who I am! Then it's a good thing I've introduced myself. I can't just assume you remember me cause I'm not really that memorable. I mean I hoped you'd remember me being my daughter and all but who knows how many bonks to the head you've had since I've last seen you. Anyway. I am Chris. Me llamo Chris. Je m'appelle Chris." He spoke with hardly any breaks between sentences and took a deep breath at the end. Chris laughed nervously and scratched the back of his neck that had st

'' ''I only want to be with you, only you. ''Just me?'' ''Yes, baby, just you.''

I backed the door. Am only human Sometimes I make mistakes,make mistakes, If you forgive me, Am gonna do what it takes, Yeah Cause now I know better, To hurt you was wrong, Girl is with you, I belong Oh yeah Somebody needs you, Like never before, Somebody want your love, Baby open the door Dont you leave me alone, Don't you turn off the lights, Somebody wants you,wants you, Somebody needs you tonight I've been thinking, we should,

Every place took its own space and would fit together when needed. As she contemplated everything that she needed to. The doorbell rang, and she went to the door. Her brother was standing there with a box in his hands. “This is a short-range one, but it works better and won’t affect cell phones or Wi-Fi.” He pressed the button, and the lights dimmed for a second, and then he did it again when everything had reset. “Just to be sure.”

I know you want me I made it obvious that I want you too So put it on me Let's remove the space between me and you Now rock your body Damn I like the way that you move So give it to me 'Cause I already know What you wanna do And here's the situation Been to every nation Nobody's ever made me feel the way that you do You know my motivation Given my reputation Please excuse me I don't mean to be rude But tonight I'm loving you Ohh you know That tonight I'm loving you Ohh you know That tonight I'm loving you Ohh you know That tonight I'm loving you Ohh you know That tonight I'm loving you You're so damn pretty

Daddy seemed to be forgetting what time it is now. What errands he might run at this instance? "I miss you, I miss you," I sang miss you by Clean Bandit ft. Julia Michaels. The beat carried me away and the rhythm made me danced to it. Snapping my fingers in the air and continued singing. Just when I was about to hut the high note of it, there was a knock on the door. It might be him. "Hold on," I ran going to the door. And as I twist the doorknob open, I was shook.

“We have time for whatever ends up being great. Play the ones you feel the strongest about.” My fingers hover over the next title. The Door You Held. God. That one is basically a love letter disguised as a song. I should maybe pick something lighter first. But my “lighter” songs are still about Giovanni, so that’s a lost cause. I flip anyway. “The Door You Held,” I say quietly. “It’s… short.” Ty’s grin is audible in his voice. “We love short. Hit us.” I start playing, softer than before. I spent my whole life learning exits,

but I'm only human and I bleed when I fall down I'm only human and I crash and break down your words in my head knives in my heart you pull me up and I fall apart cos I'm only human.)